This story contains diapers, anal, and lots of piss (NO mess or scat!). This is fictional and "daddy" is used as a pet name. All characters are 18+. Enjoy! *** My pussy is quivering as the heat of my soaked diaper hugs my bald, throbbing pussy. Daddy just dropped me off at my apartment after a hell of a weekend and I just have to tell someone about it! Aft...
I have been watching Pamela Feinstein for a long time. Pam's a brilliant programmer, and while it violates conventional wisdom she supplements this skill with real, actual documentation. It's kinda unheard of where I work. I was told her boss asked her to provide fewer docs so that she could improve her output in sheer number of lines of code (which is alre...
Hello dear reader. I am back again to tell you more of my tales. At the start I thought of telling my story as a kind of confession. Its not a confession anymore. I have come to enjoy revealing my sexual adventures to you all. It is a positive thing for me. I feel good knowing I have some happy readers. Nowadays I am much more confident to admit up-front wh...
"Do not talk with anyone. You can make eye contact and smile. Keep walking around. I know this is awkward and unusual. It's a theatre technique." Selena stepped her right flip flop onto the student stage. It was a blue Hawaiian themed rubber flip flop with a big, white flower in between her first toes. Her toe nails the white rim of a pedicure. The center o...
The bandit king stood over her, his thick cock rock-hard and ready to violate her. Grabbing her knees and roughly forcing her legs apart, Princess Felicia gasped as her barbarian lover lined himself up with her entrance, the tip of his cock resting against her aching pussy. "Are you ready, whore?" She could only gasp in response, her eyes burning with arous...
After my defeat in the scavenger hunt, Mistress slowly gets up from the couch, a devious grin on her face. "Be careful, slave. It almost seems to me like you want to be punished," she begins. "My punishments are not something you will enjoy." I gulp, and nod. "Yes, Mistress, I understand." "Good," she replies, while staring down at me. Mistress grabs on...
"What is all this blathering disquietude?" Grabbing my candle, I vacate my tree stump to go investigate. As I near the stone pier I pause and a slow sanguine smile begins to cross my lips. There are hundreds of souls, gathering there. No even more than that perhaps as more seem to be arriving as I watch. They look to my light but unlike the majority of the...
“Why don’t the bastards make a move?” Dave asked, growing more restless than nervous. “I think they’re trying to figure out the best way to come at us.” Brittany stated. “Maybe they aren’t quite sure of how to go about it.” “Get the flare gun ready with a light flare.” She added. “We may want to shed a little light on their position.” Not hesitating for a...
Thanks for the kind words and positive votes, I appreciate them. Sorry this took so long for such a short update. Writing characters with depression is hard. More to come... Katrina sat in her room picking at a cup of yoghurt. Her mind was spinning over the events of the past weekend. She had been cursed by a waitress in a diner and forced into sex with...
Damn it, I just hate it when my folks come for a visit unannounced. I mean, seriously. Why do parents do stuff like that? I've never really been the social type. That's part of the reason why I left my native New York and moved all the way to Los Angeles for higher education purposes. It wasn't because of the scholarship money. More like the chance to travel...